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"What are you doing?"
Mai Xiaomai quickly stepped forward and shouted sternly.
"Baby—"
Huang Wanrong saw her as if spotting a savior and cried out with a sobbing voice.
Mai Xiaomai felt a pang in her heart, pushed aside a man blocking the way, and protected Huang Wanrong behind her.
"Judging by your looks, you resemble her so much, you must be the daughter?"
One of the men in a brown shirt sized her up and said.
"Yes, what did you do to my mom?"
Mai Xiaomai's pupils contracted slightly, and she asked displeasedly.
"We didn't do anything. Look at us, we don't look like thuggish Afei types."
The man in the brown shirt said as he looked at her, "I just wanted to discuss something with her, that's all."
Indeed, the three men in front appeared to be more refined and did not look like petty thugs.
"Talk to me!"
Mai Xiaomai pulled Huang Wanrong up from the ground.
